Walking the beach,
Washed within reach,
A message in a bottle.
Not indelibly inked;
Damp-erased,
Writing now indistinct.
Written for Sammi’s Weekend Prompt

Walking the beach,
Washed within reach,
A message in a bottle.
Not indelibly inked;
Damp-erased,
Writing now indistinct.
Written for Sammi’s Weekend Prompt

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Amazing!😊
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I thank you. 🙂
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That’s lovely, and it speaks not just of a message in a bottle but of the passing of time…
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Indeed. And it leaves much unsaid.
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Ooohhh! So very well done, Crispina! Me likey very muchly!
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Thank you, Dale. You know, sometimes I surprise myself. 🙂
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Isn’t that great when it happens?
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I guess if it happened too often, the pleasure would fade if not actually die. 🙂
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Or worse. We could become complacent or arrogant!
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Yea, that’s definitely worse. And we see it too often. 🙂
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Way!!
But we need not worry; neither of us falls under those categories 😉
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Absolutely definitely not. No way, not never, nay. 🙂
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So, that is a negative? 😉
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Umm, well, sort of. I could be a bit undecided on that.:)
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Buahahah!
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That’s what I thought. 🙂
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😜
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